Hermione breathed a sigh of relief when she made it to her bed at the end of the day. She hadn't seen Draco at all and in the back of her head it felt like her efforts in the morning were wasted. She dragged her feet to the bathroom and checked her appearance in the mirror. Her make-up was still in place and her curls felt smooth and glossy. While she touched up her lip gloss she remembered her detention with Snape.

"I'm going to miss dinner and Drac-" She berated herself and cast away the rest of the sentence.

Hermione was acting like a silly young girl obsessed with boys and trends, which was nothing like her usual books and learning qualities. She was better than that to get so caught up over a boy and change herself for them.

Deciding she couldn't be late Hermione rushed back down to the cold, gloomy potions class with five minutes to spare. The class felt so different now. This room changed her life drastically. All she wanted to do was act her age and partake in some fun with her best friends, but it ended up going terribly wrong and changing everything she thought she knew about her life and her goals.

"Miss Granger." Snape stepped from the shadows of his potion cupboards and jolted her into reality.

"Sir! I was on time!" Hermione smoothed down her robe and straightened her back.

"Yes, I see that." Snape replied and turned his head to the old hanging clock. The clock chimed into the new hour and every chime seemed to shake the room's silence. Snape glided over to her and slid off his cloak, revealing his black shirt tucked into black pants. Hermione felt a flutter in her stomach as she looked over him, "I apologize for my method but I had to talk to you. The detention won't go on your school record."

Hermione perked up knowing she wasn't really in trouble, "What do you need to talk about?"


Her eyes burned from widening at such an alarming pace and her eyebrows rose dramatically.

"You're a very smart girl, Hermione. Without a doubt the smartest I've ever taught and you're beautiful. Those attributes together make for a remarkable woman that doesn't come along often. The love potion, I believe, opened my eyes to something I was trying hard not to see. Being so intelligent you picked up on the oddity of my asking for one more kiss?" He paused for a moment as she nodded quickly, "I see now my feelings of love for you go beyond what a potion can create. Far beyond a love I've ever felt. I see my one true love in you."

Her eyes filled with tears and blurred her vision. Never had someone said such a sweet thing to her. At that moment she thought of no one else but Snape when she pushed herself from the wall and kissed him. He moulded himself to her and fell into their kiss.

"So you feel the same?"

"I unquestionably feel a strong attraction to you, but I'm not sure if my feelings are love." Hermione could almost hear his heart crack just from the look in his eyes, "Don't take that the wrong way! I'm young and new to these feelings. I have no idea what love feels like. In time I'm sure I will feel the same."

Snape looked doubtful, but nodded, "With time."

Hermione placed her hand over his heart and caressed his face. He smiled down at her and went in for another kiss. He whispered sweet words to her as he picked her up and placed her on the table. Hermione wrapped her legs around him and pushed his robes off his shoulders to reveal his the same style of buttoned shirt and slacks. The kissing grew more frantic and rushed as the passion rose and Hermione felt a swelling in her chest.

"Well, well, well. Look what we have here...a teacher and student enjoying some punishment?" Draco smirked as he bit into a green apple aggressively.

They ripped themselves apart and Snape took out his wand.

"What are you doing walking into my classroom after curfew?" He growled at the mocking student.

"Shouldn't you be asking Granger that? I didn't know detention took so long."

"This is none of your business, Malfoy!" Hermione growled like a defensive kitten.

"I'm sorry if your moaning disrupted me on my way back from the kitchens. You should at least cast a spell on the room. What if the headmaster heard you?" Draco cackled but, then gave Hermione a withering glare.

"Is that a threat?" Hermione was livid as she walked over to him and pointed her wand at his chest.

He looked at her for a moment, studying her before touching his finger to her bottom lip and wiping it across.

"Your lip-gloss is smeared and your hair is a mess. You might want to fix that up before going back to your precious friends. What would they think about you with this old, murderous bat?"

Hermione saw red as she cursed him and knocked him out cold. Snape finally decided to intervene and pulled her to him. He tried to cool her down, but she broke down into tears.

"He's going to tell everyone and you're going to get into trouble." She was a sobbing mess as she tried to control her breathing.

"You're of age Hermione. It may be frowned upon, but it isn't breaking any rules. Yes, it's not preferred but the most I'll get is a talking to by Dumbledore."

That calmed her down considerably until she was just quietly sniffling and she whispered into his chest, "Why did he have to be the one to hear us?"

"I should have been more careful. I was thoughtless." Snape slammed his fist onto the table and let his mask slip, "I understand if you don't want anyone knowing you're with an old bat. I can obliviate him."

She growled and gripped his shirt, "I am not ashamed to be with you. If anything I'm proud. You're such a remarkable man and I'm very lucky."

"I'm the lucky one." Snape looked at her like she was crazy.

She laughed and kissed her cheek before walking over to Draco.

"What do we do now?"

"I'll take him to Poppy. You should go to bed. It's late and you have potions first."

Hermione grinned and squeezed his hand before leaving the class, "I'll see you tomorrow. Sweet dreams."